Would you believe if I said, I have already met you
Mentally undressed you
And pick up the aroma of your perfume
Carried you across the broom
You were already my groom
See I envisioned you
Guys have dreams too
We go on imaginary missions about saving our boo
The love and fight is hard
But is so worth it
Remember that if a man ever seems like he is taking rejection hard
It's probably because
He has already mentally undressed you
He envisioned jumping the broom, the honeymoon
He has a idea of perfection
He just happen to have found it in your direction
This is a guy's dream

The constant need for admiration
The draining need to make conversation
The constant trying to tear others down
Because your inner peace remains un- found
Entertainment is a mire distraction, masking
distaste
How could one's emotions be all over the place
Going *** for tat with backhanded compliments
Hoping to get a rise, so your emotions are justified
Are you not entertained
The Whoo it's me

Fear not the angel
Time stands still in the presence of a rainbow
The beauty that lies inside the colors of skittles
for one is in search of peace
when comic relief is not in the distance
One must create a figment
With a *** of gold that's birthing a rainbow
No! We're not speaking LBGTQ
But the natural happiness that should be inside of you
Your soul should be on fire and not from hell
But from the sunlight that makes your mood prevail

Time is in the air
I fear the unknown
I've grown to be content with being alone
To love means to trust
Is it not lust, that lies in your eyes
I am lost between the heart and the mind
back breaking, soul shaking, earthquak -ing feelings that touch
I need a nudge, for I refuse to budge
In my never ending search for this thing called love

Listening to the thoughts that roam
Words that leaves one making progress
As one that stress about having less
The other that has more lends a ear
For though you seem to have less
You are happy
The rest is temporary
The luxurious car says things like
Don't search deep inside of me
For there is nothing there
Most won't lend a ear
© Adrian Ware

I died in a mist and disappeared in the fog
When my spirit left the earth
My body was ripped apart by vicious dogs
I haunted the earth until I seen a chance
To dive into someones flesh
So that I could live again
I awoke in a body that was so different
I died but came back as a poet
Due to reincarnation
How could my spirit be the same when everything else has changed
I guess reincarnation is something you really can't explain
For this is not my blood that I shed
This body means no more to than
a hotel room that gets rented out weekly
Which means this form is only temporary
Because in actuality
you only get one chance
Even if you get reincarnated
You still ain't living the life that you were once living
©Adrian Ware

Could you picture yourself walking up to the sound of gunshots that's  ringing out worldwide
Or seeing a little a boy holding a gun in the parking lot
Standing over another lifeless young boy
Telling him he just has been sparked with hot
I know it sounds drastic
But this is what it has come to
Our streets have became a battlefield
Making you a target if you walk through
As you watch your surroundings
You'll see little kids changing before you
Kids as young as age ten are pulling triggers on human figures
So I ask
Why so violent
Do we possess the power
To turn even the smallest person extremely violent
©Adrian Ware